Wait to Worry

This is almost three year old Logan looking at the world through the New England Aquarium.  You can see the wonder. It's right there. 

This is a good way to see the world. 

I"ve been looking back at my blog, 2007, 2008, when I wrote a lot more poetry than I do now. This one, I must have had a certain way of letting life happen--just going with it. That was a good time even though I suffered from it later. Still, I read this poem tonight and I like what it tells me. 

Relax. In Due Time. Let It Be. Keep It Simple.

I heard this phrase "wait to worry" this month for the first time. It's a good idea. If I wait, it may turn out there is no need for worry. 

So even though this poem is a little gooey, I offer it up as a message to take care of the chores but don't get in the habit of not having fun. 

love

kj

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The toilet’s fixed

The grasses cut back

The appointment’s made

The snacks are packed.

The taxes aren’t done—

You can’t have it all—

But the trip’s been booked

& the garbage hauled.

The work’s wrapped up

The car’s been serviced

The stoops are painted

& no one’s nervous.

The time got spent

Finally put up the sign

Put the car in reverse

Put aside the divine.

The garden’s weeded

New bulbs on their way

& detoured hearts

Have had their say.

The weight’s been moved

To a straighter line

I might even be

okay to fine.

Still, I’m dealing with less

It’s a good mile wide

I’m trying my best

To put it aside.

I’m familiar with hope

I wear it quite well

But after the finish?

Only time will quite tell